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@shallowgreys
gone for a walk probably with a camera
And then One morning You give up On your dreams But you never really do You just wander off The edge Of sanity And smile at all the Pretty dead things
…I know you’re not interested in my insignificant gardening adventures but this is more of a journal at this point so that’s that
I have had two miniature indoor trees with me basically ever since I have been a social hermit For the first time I have planted them outside in mother earths caring arms. I hope they enjoy their vacation. I still haven’t named them. But I think they have named me
Oh Dostoevsky
I noticed a few fresh shoots appeared on a little patch of dirt on which I scattered a few seeds I shall read stories and encourage their development Can’t remember for the fucking life of me what they are
I just thought i would take the opportunity to say how nice you looked today
I am often at a loss when I am told I should live for the future & not wallow in my past. I just reply that is what happens when you have spent your life happily chasing & making memories. You can wallow in them. What the fuck do you think you’re chasing? It’ll catch you first
It was a subdued day much like any other day so I just sat down and waited for it to catch up with my thoughts